That I will have internet TODAY! Woot, everybody throw ya hands up.
Of course since the universe has conspired for most of the last 2
years to keep me from regular internet access, my laptop has died. But
HA IT’S STILL UNDER WARANTY AND I’VE GOT A BACK UP. So universe be
damned. (So far only a rumor because even though qwest is scheduled to
be here, I won’t believe it till they are actually here.)

A super soft memory foam twin extra long mattress and box spring. I’m
jealous. Also got a super fab modern plywood dining table and two
comfy but ugly waiting room chairs. Hurray! No more sitting on the
floor! Now if you all will excuse me while I go die of exhaustion.

In the course of homelessness, I’ve lost the several hundred gigs of
music I once had, including the digital copies of old fashioned cd’s
that I ripped and then sold to a record store one desperate summer
rather than do porn for groceries (true story). I’m down to 3.5 gigs
that I managed to save off a dying mp3 player. I’m leary of
downloading since all the internet companies have initiated the
smackdown on users who go over the limit. But what if we had a music
swap. It’s so quaint, like mix tapes. We could burn cds or dvds full
of music and pass em around. Anyone interested?

For a long time my ring tone was The Gossip’s ‘Standing in the way of
control’ and now everytine I hear the song I start frantically looking
around for my cell phone. The current ring tone is a remix of Queen’s
Another one bites the dust. I may have ruined that song for myself.

So I’ve received a little offer to do a few sponsored blog posts. It’s
a little extra money (like $40) and I’m certainly desperate for it,
but would you all find it too bizzare? Yes, it would make me a sell
out, but I live at half of the poverty level and have some sell-put
wiggle room on the grand scale.

When every single thing you own, plus a couple of things you borrowed,
plus all of your groceries, plus 3 adults and 2 car seats can fit into
a single minivan without removing the seats.
In other words, Kid and I and all of our stuff are now in our new apartment.

And I’m going to pick up my keys. My keys, my apartment. OMFG peeps!
I’m back in the land of responsible home renters.

Any of you peeps remember how in the GoGo 90’s the stock market would
take a hit everytime new employment numbers came out? They said it was
cause they (who is they?) feared low unemployment rates (5% or less)
would lead to inflation. Except it didn’t. It led to full time jobs
with medical and dental insurance and regular wage increases. That’s
what the Banksters hate.

So the S&P (Standard&Poor) just downgraded America and made the stock
market plummet over fears that the government isn’t taking debt
reduction seriously enough. Now we all know the S&P is a bastion of
ethics and honesty (cough-choked on my gum while typing that line-
cough) so of course their only motive would be rationally and honestly
assessing the stock market (cough-damn I’m going to need the heimlich
if I continue with the sarcasm)! How long before His Hopiness runs
further to the right? I give him about 5 seconds. We should place
bets.

I am a glutton for the PBS costume drama. And I’ve seen just about
every version of Upstairs Downstairs/Gosford Park/Downton Abbey etc.
etc. So of course I’m watching the new Upstairs Downstairs and I’m
bored to fucking sobs. Nothing new to see here. Until the introduce
Rachel, a Jewish refugee from Germany (in 1936) who goes from being a
university lecturer with a husband and daughter and maid of her own,
to being a maid. Suddenly there is a character we haven’t seen before!
(And to be honest, the rest of the characters are so flatly written I
want to poke them to see if they’d crinkle like paper). Rachel also
gives the only other *non-white character, the exotic Indian
manservant Mr. Rangit, a chance to interact with people instead of
being decoration. So (SPOILERS!) of course they have to kill her off.
Like having more than 2 non-wasps in a costume drama for more than an
episode will fucking cause PBS viewers to lose their shit. Instead we
get a Very Special Episode! on facism. Gross.